±361° ◦ Lost in Translation

Floor.Tiles

2010-05-18T22:07:00.002+08:00

Floor.Tiles

Of how many times,
you took notice of the floor?

"Not many, maybe never."
So you might reply.

Yet it's there, supporting your weight.
Just staring, looking for some appreciation.

You/Me

2010-03-28T01:26:00.004+08:00

You/Me

Of situations, and circumstances.
Of listing, and placing you in order.

Until you've given reason to outwit my reasoning.

I don't know what to think.
I don't know what to do.
To apologize?
To reason?
Hmmm..

Mortal.Smiles

2010-03-18T17:57:00.002+08:00

Mortal.Smiles

You see.
Some things lasts a lifetime.

But what about a smile?

Last I heard, nothing lasts forever.
Yet, I have no idea about love itself.

Dark | Clouds

2010-01-15T21:35:00.002+08:00

Dark | Clouds

The sea is calm, just sailing away.
A storm looms, beyond the horizon.
And we talked.

Talked about the past.
Talked of our future.
Talked of the paths.
Talked about us.

And all things that might happen.

We didn't laugh.
We didn't cry.

We just stared, in silence.

Happy!2010

2010-01-03T15:36:00.004+08:00

Happy!2010

Another day.
Another year.

And to top it all...
I've counted the pics I've saved for the year 2009

4464 kept exposures in PC.
20592 total exposures taken.
Average of 12 pictures a day.

Of the little things.

2009-12-29T23:08:00.001+08:00

Of the little things.

We've all started out.
Innocent and (maybe) naive.

But as we grew older,
we understood reality...

..and that the little things in life
are the hardest to keep.

Act III

2009-11-23T16:59:00.000+08:00

Act III
(Credits : Lomolilly AKA AmaAma)

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages."

I want to read, literature particularly.
My English becoming like MalGish (Malay-English).
It's worrying.
I can't spell words correctly, sometimes.
Moreover, I still feel foggy up there.

In my head.
In my head.

Zombie.
Zombie.
Zombie.

Shakespeare
As You Like It

Pride Before The Fall

2009-10-25T13:15:00.003+08:00

Pride Before The Fall

That infamous line.
I believe it comes from the Bible.
Courtesy of King James in the 18th Century.

So I ponder...

..What shall become of me?
Certainly unclear of my path;
Especially with an uncertain future.

And my lovely Yati took this.
Isn't she lovelily like that?
(=

When Something Becomes Nothing

2009-10-16T14:53:00.002+08:00

When Something Becomes Nothing

I told myself a year ago.
Said that I'll get things done.

Jog to the fitness corner.
Take sunrise pictures.
Ride my bike.
Build up.

That was a year ago, Adam.
A year ago, I felt much more.

A year later.
Now this?
God...

Money.Money

2009-10-12T10:37:00.002+08:00

Money.Money

God.
Deliver me from temptation.

But I've never seen such an amount.

And has never seen money so good.
DELIVER ME, LORD!

Ari.Ayer

2009-09-21T17:32:00.004+08:00

Ari.Ayer

No baju.
No visits.
No visting.
No first day.

That's how my Eid should be.

Funny thing.
How fate has a sense of irony.

.Beep

2009-08-21T21:03:00.001+08:00

.Beep

Another week ends.
Another week, trying to study intensely.
Another week to make ammends.
Another week, already missing her badly.

Boo.

The World is Not Enough

2009-08-12T21:36:00.003+08:00

The World is Not Enough

Actually, it's not the world. It's time. Time to do things you've always missed in life. Time to just do things together wif my Yati. Boo.

Yesterday marked the end of another marathon to finish up projects in due time. It always happens every semester, of course no need for questions aite? If teachers expects second to none...

..then we're second.

Blogging from my iPhone, otw back from Changi Airport. Met up wif my Yati, just for a while. First time I had something from Coffee Bean. Pomegranate Blueberry Tea. Looking good in my formal wear, till the next time I'll ever need to present.

Too bad there wasn't any good cameras arnd... Huff...

COOLah

2009-07-26T16:02:00.001+08:00

COOLah

Sry ppl (if any) for not posting. Was it 2 wks? No, think was 3.

Anyway!! I've got a new casing for my old system. Lo and behold! The
CoolerMaster 922 HAF..

After about a month, my vision has now become reality. With it, came
at a price. Not just money, but my time and effort too.

School is starting to be a real pain in the arse. 3 tests a week. And
then next week later, another 3. Right after the NDP, it's exams.

Yes, it's that time of the semester. Total utter chaos roaming free to
hunt down n bite us all - Alive.

Good night, and good luck.

C.view

2009-06-19T14:25:00.002+08:00

C.view

Yes people, it's been long since I've last posted here.

Having my holidays, so what can you expect?

It's the time of the academic calender where you've got a moment to just breathe.

Ironically, I've spent almost half of my holidays re-doing my project.

It's now super duper good (I hope), but ever wonders when I'm ever going to rest.

A party is coming up.

Her 21st birthday.

I'll be there dear.

In time.

par.DON

2009-05-31T15:27:00.003+08:00

par.DON

It's been a while since I last posted.

And pardon me for doing so.

I've got a long list of assignments, and now test almost everyday of the week.

Too little time to relax, but just enough to breathe.

I'm typing this on the way home from school.

Because I'm a perfectionist in many ways.

And one of them is to have aligned text.

I pray for so many things,

that we would reap better rewards,

and having carefree weekends.

But yet, they're not answered.

Or maybe I'm just not listening.

Or being impatient.

Or both.

boomBoomPOW

2009-05-18T20:26:00.005+08:00

boomBoomPOW

My PC died.
Thank God for my lappy.
I bought Bejeweled for my iPhone.
Went to Marina Barrage, SG Arts Festival.
And is listening to "Di Mana Kan Ku Cari Ganti".
P. Ramlee Burger song re-composed by an Russian Orchestra.

What have you done lately?

good.Times

2009-05-06T20:40:00.003+08:00

good.Times

I've had not a single day for myself (let alone to rest).

It's been 2 weeks since school reopened, and I'm already feeling the pressure.
Pressure to perform, and how the past taunts me like that.

But more troubling than that, is how I hate myself sometimes.

The once "small-soft-spoken-gentle-boy", is...

..well...

..small, and still (therefore), a boy.

Yet more often than not,

I'm referred to be like how stones rattle in an empty tin can.

God...

I miss my old self,

and the good times.

personal_Motto

2009-04-27T21:00:00.005+08:00

personal_Motto

And so I sent some men to fight,
And one came back at dead of night.

Said he'd seen my enemy,
Said he looked just like me.

So I set out to cut myself and here I go.

Only Time

2009-04-19T18:38:00.006+08:00

Only Time

And so begins, the end of the another holiday.
The final weekend of the 8 week long holidays.
Then when the next week starts, the chaos and stress happens all over :- for year 2.

I've always had this premonition that
I'll never get past my C Maths, and life would be
relatively simple with my module exemptions.
Exams came and went and (fortunately), I've passed.

Money is an issue.

I've wished I could get a fix my pair of shoes.
Wished that I've had a better computer system.
Wished I had my right to ride a bike.
Wished I had better chances of doing things, and wished people close to me would understand my choices.

Who can say if your love grows,
As your heart chose, only time?
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time?

Enough said.
Good night, and good luck.

I'm Numba 1

2009-04-14T11:04:00.003+08:00

I'm Numba 1

A kid, fully committed to the opening ceremony of Tampines1. Although I didn't actually see a stage, or anyone announcing his appearance in the scene.

And thanks to dedicated people like him, they've successfully transformed Tampines into Orchard instead.

Alas, this is the final week of my holidays. Timetable's out, and still have not done alot of things. Hopes and dreams, just seemed to fade away. All but a memory is all that's left. Kinda like a closing chapter of a book, then only to continue with sequel to it (as if though it's for eternity).

I should try controlling my smiles, my comments, or better said :- my reactions.

Back in the days, I was too quiet. Now, I'm too noisy.

Drama, with extremities, and what not.

.Sire

2009-03-30T20:04:00.004+08:00

.Sire

"As the saying goes ;

Mission without action is a daydream.
Action without mission is a nightmare.

Do you understand the point,
cuz i myself don't understand what I'm saying."

- King Edward Jr.
9KM

CopaBonita

2009-03-23T21:04:00.003+08:00

CopaBonita
Nikon D90 @ 112mm, 1/80 sec, f/5.6, ISO-3200

CopaBonita. Got no idea what it means, but I hope whatever is it, it's good. =D

Happy (belated) birthday, to both of you.

AMEK KAU

iBuddha

2009-03-14T10:05:00.000+08:00

iBuddha
Nikon D90 @ 120mm, 1/80 sec, f/8, ISO-200

Remember this picture? Nie gua punyer members!! Though we had a day for reunion, it certianly felt too short for a nice lepak day out.

So it's been two weeks into my holidays, and I'm getting not the least bit entertained or satisfied. Azari has contacted me last week, that we should meetup. He's suggest that first we'll go for a walk at Henderson Waves, then a skyride with the luge at Sentosa, then finally a movie to end the day.

To me, it sounds like a plan. Unless you've got better suggestions, do let us know. And all that's left, is time and place.

Om

2009-03-12T14:33:00.001+08:00

Om.
Nikon D90 @ 50mm, 1/15 sec, f/1.8, ISO-640

From ignorance, lead me to truth;
From darkness, lead me to light;
From death, lead me to immortality.

PS : Sorry for the late update people, having to go through... Problems. Need not bother me.

Cotton_Candy

2009-02-26T17:07:00.001+08:00

Cotton_Candy
Nikon D90 @ 45mm, 1/80 sec, f/9, ISO-200

My first chalet, in my life. I was twenty then, still enjoying the goodtimes. I've no actual reason to posting this picture online. Maybe because of the dreadful future that awaits me, or the longing to relive those memories. I don't know. Don't mind me. I'm trying to break the space-time continuum.

PS : No meetups? No contact? Nothing?! Waddahell...

It's Clobbering Time

2009-02-18T22:18:00.002+08:00

clobbering_Time
Nikon D90 @ 65mm, 1/125 sec, f/7.1, ISO-400

Alas, my freedom...

hairy-hairy

2009-02-16T17:59:00.000+08:00

hairy-hairy
Nikon D90 @ 150mm, 1/25 sec, f/7.1, ISO-400

Just nothing, but the great outdoors.

.hmmm

2009-02-13T21:00:00.004+08:00

.hmmm
Nikon D90 @ 95mm, 1/10 sec, f/5.3, ISO-400

No words today.

Not in commemoration of Black Friday, aite?

mighty_Nitey

2009-02-09T19:59:00.008+08:00

mighty_Nitey
Nikon D90 @ 18mm, 1 sec, f/3.5, ISO-800

Good company & nice games. Nice ambiance with losta sweet moments.

Happy birthday Naza & Ain. Being 21, you're entitled to having full freedom (and responsibilities, too). Well... I wouldn't go so far as to call myself a patronizer of birthday parties bearing no gifts, so please accept the pictures I snapped as one. Each of the 260+ RAW images were given a healthy dose of tender loving care during it's journey in post-processing.

GO HERE!!! -> zeeTheatreOfDreams

If you're looking the whole "singing-lagu-jiwang-therapy-together" session in HD @ 24fps, then click HERE to download it.

It was just plain sweet to see (almost) everyone getting together, seeing how friendship can beat the physics of wear and tear. And then laughing at me being a "transformers dude" during Charade. =D

PS : If seeking the originals you are, then contact me u must. Because bigger IS INDEED better.

Random. ness.

2009-02-03T22:56:00.001+08:00

Random. ness.
Nikon D90 @ 50mm, 1/1600 sec, f/2.2, ISO-3200

"One Shot. One Kill." - That's the code of honour when it comes to snipers.

"One Shot. One Awe." - That's the code of honour when it comes to me taking pics (though it get more increasingly rare these days).

This picture has not been edited in any way, and has been shot while I'm walking. Purely, a random shot. Me playing around with the aperture, and the ISO in manual mode, with the short 50mm lens, and not even looking at the ~~scope~~ viewfinder.

The result? Quite spectacular, actually. Nice contrast around the green edges of the metal barrier, with a soft orange street lights at the side.

PS : Shot in JPEG, and not RAW (the equivalent to a film negative).

lepak_Beb!

2009-01-25T23:08:00.002+08:00

lepak_Beb
Nikon D90 @ 20mm, 1/50 sec, f/8, ISO-200 (Over 3 exposures)

For those of your asking the pics, say no more. It's finally here.

Below is my Picasa Web Album. All the pictures of everyone else I know and their circle of friends (from Rayer@UpNorth till Mosaic@Esplanade) the are downscaled to 1600px. To download, hit the "Download" button when previewing each picture. To download an entire Album either use Picasa (which is free with a Google account), or install this.

zee_TheatreOfDreams

I've got 1GB capacity. They won't be here forever. As soon as i reach the capacity limit, the oldest will go first (similar analogy to how old people die too).

PS : Can anyone tell me if God is good?!

Of Lizards & Zion

2009-01-20T19:20:00.001+08:00

Of Lizards & Zion
Nikon D90 @ 200mm, 1/250 sec, f/8, ISO-320

If you're thinking about the whole Israeli-Gaza conflict in the Middle East, then you're gravely mistaken. Although I do support both of them fighting (being so befitting together, like how it's meant to be). Here shows a maid, having much fear of large reptiles, actually taking the risk of running across 5 lanes on Zion Road with oncoming traffic to restore her sense of security.

Extreme times calls for extreme measures. And it's quite unfortunate that most of what I'm thinking of right now is money. Quite ironic, considering that my exams are coming pretty close and I'm the least bit motivated to study. Having less time to this and that, trying to save whatever I can.

It's painful. Painful to see me hurting others - including myself. I've long forgotten how does fast food taste like, or having a Sotong-On-Stick from OCK, even the joy of taking long bus rides from either ends of Singapore. Being more like a robot, than being human.To everyone, forgive me for what I have and will do. Then someday, perhaps, I'll forgive myself.

PS : I'm not starving just because I need to save. Just not having simple pleasures from time to time.

lil_Details

2009-01-12T20:34:00.002+08:00

lil_Details
Nikon D90 @ 200mm, 1/10 sec, f/5.6, ISO-800 (Over 3 exposures)

Long bus trips. Giving away seaweed when eating Ramen. Taking bad portraits of people as subjects. Giving my honest opinions leaving behind the bitter truth. And making sure that there's no lettuce in burgers at fast food outlets.

Some of the small little things I do (seemingly insignificant to me), suddenly become such a monumental sight to both behold and adore. And it's to that, I owe much enlightenment in believing that even the smallest things does actually make a difference.

PS : That's a pic on an IU pouch in HDRi. =X

National Geographic

2009-01-09T00:12:00.003+08:00

mee.OW
Nikon D90 @ 50mm, 1/100 sec, f/6.3, ISO-400

Long bus trips. Giving away seaweed when eating Ramen. Taking bad portraits of people as subjects. Giving my honest opinions leaving behind the bitter truth. And making sure that there's no lettuce in burgers at fast food outlets.

Some of the small little things I do (seemingly insignificant to me), suddenly becomes such a monumental sight to both behold and adore. And it's because of such events, it gives me enlightenment in believing that even the smallest things does actually make a difference. Be it my words that hurt, or heal.

Gee... I didn't know I could start my career as a salesperson or those narrators when you see some donation campaign on TV.

PS : _______ New Year people. Fill in the blanks. Seriously, I can't think of a single nice word to go with it.

ProPoolPoster

2008-12-14T20:28:00.004+08:00

ProPoolPoster
Nikon D90 @ 44mm, 1/3 sec, f/4.5, ISO-1600
(Credits : Azman)

Time is an asset that I have absolutely no control over it. It's unfortunate, to say the least. My apologies for not updating my blog, and now that I've got a two week break, (which is filled up with assignments and such) I'm supposed to rejoice. I'd like to see some changes to my blog, since I've noted the need for a tagboard. Time to meet up with ye olde friends, aye?

With Week 9 packed with test and what not, we actually took time to play Pool. So how? Sachok?? Fierce tak? =P

PS : Thanks to Azman and Mirza who now can be certified with handling my dSLR and take potraits well. Keep em' coming, especially my face kay!!! Heheh

Only Time.

2008-11-30T17:39:00.001+08:00

timeLESS
Nikon D90 @ 20mm, 1/4 sec, f/8, ISO-100 (Over 3 exposures)

Sterling Road, just off Alexandra Road. It's a unique place that would teleport people (both young and old alike) to another time. A time where Singapore's just got independence, and all the sudden having high-rised apartments for the masses. Secluded from much of what we'll call "civilization", coupled with a nice simple two lane road linking to a main road, with a single bus services to shuttle people to and fro.

Yes, the inconvenience is indeed a burden to many. But for me, it's nostalgic, to say the least. I can see myself planning for my retirement already. NOT.

PS : No longer a curly bastard, with dry frizzy ball-like hair. Change has arrived, a new style to stay. A shock to many, I have to say.

bəˈɡɛt (baguette)

2008-11-13T23:12:00.001+08:00

Zee_Flaw
Nikon D90 @ 48mm, 8 sec, f/12, ISO-100 (Over 3 exposures)

If your seeing this from about a meter away from the screen, then chances are you're wondering what IS the damn flaw. It looks lovely, no? Anything less than a meter, and staring dead center, then you've probably spotted it.

My quick release plate on my tripod wasn't tight enough, and caused a slight shift in one exposure. There you go (for those who can't spot it. Goddd...)

Now I've got myself a French name, for French lesson.

Wait.

Isn't Adam, already one?

PS : It's pronounced as "Air-Dome" o.0

Wishy_Washy

2008-11-07T17:39:00.000+08:00

Tanjong_Pagar
Nikon D90 @ 172mm, 1/40 sec, f/29, ISO-100

Gateway to M'sia starts here.

I want nice long train rides. See the scenery through the glass. Get down at every station, use the toilets. Take some pics (and not of the toilets dammit). Repeat this all the way till KL. There, we get some Dunkin' Doughnuts.

Get back on the last train bound to Singapore. Night cabbins would be nice. =)

Now... I don't even have a passport. Damn...

Be my, be my baby.

2008-11-04T19:23:00.000+08:00

hey_Baby!

Now you're together, some how inseparable. Finally!!! A phone that plays movies and music flawlessly. No more hangs. No more sound disappearing.

halfway. Of course i can't bluetooth files to others, and copy and paste simple text. But I'm happy with it, and i believe this is where I should start to jump

around the room like a little boy. And now, moving on to Phase Two : Sell my old Samsung Omnia. Then the final stage, Phase Three : Get legal Music & Movies.

School's an arse, and it's burdening my poor shoulders. I need a nice long break. NOW!!!

deeExpidition (Part II)

2008-10-30T20:13:00.000+08:00

puddle_RAYER
Nikon D90 @ 56mm, 1/5 sec, f/4.8, ISO-800
(Credits : Lil' Ms Bump)

(...Con't from Part I)

Sitting at the back of Azhar's MPV. With my Lil' Ms Bump, getting over bumpy waves, and our bodies swaying. During the perilous journies we've undertaken, our lives were in the good hands of Captian Hamidi (and not fogetting the very good piloting skills from Pilot Azhar). Good thing there's "Power_Steering" aboard the R.S.S Kia, and the new "Jam_Brake" feature (designed to catapult passengers out of their seats in an event of an emergency).

Occasionally, Pilot Azhar and First Mate Fuzah, would take over the Captian's duties for reasons that cannot be broadcasted here. We've made port in new and unmarked territories, learning about of new people and cultures. Most details recorded on a D90, a big eyed electronic device, that was well received by many across the lands.

*for SingNet/PacNet -> Part I Part II Part III

*for StarHub -> Part I Part II Part III

PS : Finally, I can breathe a little, and relax. For a while, and only a while. Care to insert my expression of disappointment here, by the usage of sighs.

deeExpidition (Part I)

2008-10-30T20:11:00.000+08:00

bluePink_Cookies
Nikon D90 @ 50mm, 1/60 sec, f/2, ISO-1600
(Credits : Shahidah_Senget)

Blue ones for guys. Pink, for girls. Too bad so little could make it. Too bad there's so little time. My first house of Raya expidition. Kuih, and hospitality, courtesy of The Household of Ramjudi. Afterwhich, I continue my journey to lands far and near.

*For everything else NOT starhub -> Part I Part II

*For ONLY starhub -> Part I Part II

(To be continued to Part II...)

Of dates, and birth.

2008-10-28T00:32:00.000+08:00

flame_Blower
Nikon D90 @ 50mm, 1/25 sec, f/2.8, ISO-800

No presents. No birthday cakes or candles. Just friends, and nice oil lamps. Stop whining, and start downloading now.

*for SingNet/PacNet -> Part I Part II Part III

*for Starhub -> Part I Part II Part III

PS : I'm not going to go into detail about the "why-is-Adam-giving-two-different-places-to download-the-pictures" syndrome. I will tell you to use FileFactory, over SendSpace. And if u can't get it from the latter, take the former.

A bird, pearched?

2008-10-27T13:15:00.000+08:00

Is it fixed, or is it big?
Nikon D90 @ 200mm, 1/1600 sec, f/7.1, ISO-400

Does it make any sense, at all?
The title of my artwork.
Yet, i actually spoke the same excat words over the phone.
I've no reasoning to my actions, then.
Maybe it's was the food.
Or being under the influnce.

"When was the last time you did something for the first time? There will always be more first times. Keep Discovering."
- Emirates

PS : Pictures are up. Links provided in the following posts, later tonight. Adam, out.

My Backyard

2008-10-21T21:51:00.001+08:00

Reflect. Redevelop. Re-wateva.
Nikon D90 @ 28mm, 30 sec, f/6.3, ISO-200

It comes with great displeasure that I, Adam Worlork, am announcing that there would be a slight delay in sending your respective festive photos to all friends and acquaintances from all over Singapore.

The problem lies in the service with provides my free online space. Apparently, files (worth 2-3GB) being uploaded overnight would simply vanish into cyberspace. Twice.

Though I've no higher ability to hear your cries (or sarcasm for that matter), I am finding alternatives. One possibility would be to find another free online storage solution. The other, pay YouSendIt about SGD$16/+ to send files to your email (with a 14-day expiry, and unlimited bandwidth and times of download).

Honestly, I would prefer the latter.

I would update on the latest updates here, so please do take the liberty of reading and NOT just seeing pictures.

Therefore, on behalf of everyMe here, I would like to extend my deepest regret to you.

Yours Sincerely,
Adam Worlork
---------------------------
This is a hand typed letter.
No signature required.

A Beautiful Mind

2008-10-20T10:06:00.000+08:00

Individuality
Nikon D90 @ 172mm, 1/40 sec, f/29, ISO-100 (Over 13 exposures)

I see a dead polar bear, lying on it's belly, mouth gaping with a little tooth jutting out, and it's legs are all underneath it.

Free your mind, and tell me what you see.

Remember me, and I shall remember you

2008-10-15T18:27:00.001+08:00

Goodbye, my friend.
Nikon D90 @ 50mm, 1/30 sec, f/1.8, ISO-1250

The number of people around me dwindling, as tiredness took it's toll on many. What would you expect from people rayering on a Sunday, and it's around 9? The obvious. To go home, and get prepare for the Monday blues that awaits us. Just as quickly as how we've got together from nowhere (then meeting up for the occasion), the same can be said when it's time to go our seperate ways.

Looking back at the last few pictures of my newly compiled album, an unstoppable wave of emotions flooded me. It's somewhat similar during Ramadhan. The whole "fabric-of-time-and-space-changed-due-to-the-change-in-perspective" scene. The cat at Ira's place, followed by the sense of grief. Then Syaikh walking a lonely journey home, like how sweet moments just only passes by.

Pressed the power button, my Mac shutting down. I stared at it from my bed, and smiled remembering the last line of a nursery rhyme. "Which child would ever gain such great wisdom from it?", I wondered.

Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.

Part I Part II Part III Part IV

ReadME : Download all 4 files. Save all to your desktop. Create a new folder. Open up "kiterRAYER.zip", and select all. Drag & Drop to ur new folder. Done!

Lo!

2008-10-13T23:47:00.000+08:00

...and Behold!
Nikon D90 @ 200mm, 1/20 sec, f/36, ISO-1600 (Over 5 exposures)

We've always marked our place in history, remembering the great conquests we've set out, and celebrate the monumental achievements in the name of mankind. New discoveries in labs, and cures of some deadly disease, popup from nowhere far often then it takes a flower to blossom.

We marvel at our own significance. Living comfortably, in our state of bliss and utter ignorance of the plain visible - A Higher Power.

I (and do forgive for what can be considered "blasphemy") wished to be annihilated. To be purely nothing, and with it, being immersed in an unimaginable and incomprehensible state. Something like a high, total freedom from everything we know, but better. Being truly alive, but not dead in the known living world.

Gazing up at the stars an a cloudless night, many of us can't help but wonder how beautiful our lives can be. Some would wonder how small we are in the universe that expands infinitively. A tiny step forward towards a simple humble path.

A moment of annihilation. Just once.

PS : Uploding is soon to be completed, while i'm sleeping. Or not.

WalkWalk_Celebrate (a.k.a Jalan Jalan Raye)

2008-10-12T23:03:00.000+08:00

Hi.
Nikon D90 @ 50mm, 1/13 sec, f/1.8, ISO-1600

A picture is worth a thousand words. I've got 350 new exposures (or 1.5GB worth of pictures) with me, and everything is about the obvious title of this blog. Obviously, this one greets you. Saw this "sign" stuck to a bike's basket, on the way to the Yishun Bus Interchange.

Twice.

How could I not resist the temptation?

Blurred? I know. But adds to the effect. Plus, i'm walking mannnn...

PS : Check back here for ur updates in my next posts (if you want the pictures that is). And PLEASE do all your commenting here at blogger, not multiply.

Greater Heights

2008-10-09T20:34:00.000+08:00

Pledge of Allegiance
Nikon D90 @ 18mm, 11/20 sec, f/3.5, ISO-1600
(Credits : Lil' Ms Bump)

I pledge my allegiance
To the love of photography
And to the tripod which it stands:
One camera, on a tripod, indivisible, With freedom and joy for all.

Goggle "Pledge of Allegiance", and you'll understand what i'm trying to get at. Yes people, it's not a camera trick. My Manfrotto tripod stands at about 2 meters (fully extended), and it's me next to it, weighing a hefty 3+/4 kg. Plus a few more centimeters, when my camera is mounted. I must add that bus drivers would smile at me (perhaps in fear, or amazement) while i board the bus. They must think of it as some weapon that can shoot helicopters out of the sky.

Le Désir

2008-10-07T14:31:00.001+08:00

Shleepy_Changi
Nikon D40x @ 18mm, 1/125 sec, f/3.5, ISO-200 (+ 20 stiched exposures)

Those humble days.. Me carrying my D40x with it's kit lens. It only could zoom a measly 3.0x. The ever-failing tripod that's so flimsy. The missing features I deem now as necessary. And the attention she's gotten from everyone in school. Seems like a walk down memory lane, ey? Alright, i did not actually walk down Changi... Just looking through some pictures in "ye olde camera archives". Perhaps it's only now that i appreciate my mum displaying much of her colourful facial expressions (in silence) when browsing through her photo albums.

I used to think that maybe she's a little bit off. It's either that, or upbrining. Watever it is, I now know it ain't all that bad.

Imagine if you will. You're under a hut, the cool wind kissing ur face, the sound of waves from the shores in front, the leaves rustling amongst each other, and (if you like, because i do) the little raindrops falling from the edges of the roof.

Ah... The Desire, no?

power poWER POWER

2008-10-04T11:44:00.000+08:00

Seat Of Power
Nikon D90 @ 18mm, 1/50 sec, f/4, ISO-800 (2-Step Exposure Bias)

Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with the world we know, isn't there?

Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have ears and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame?

Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.

- The Horror -

2008-09-30T00:40:00.001+08:00

Beginning and End
Nikon D90 @ 200mm, 1/500 sec, f/5.6, ISO-200

What seems to be an entire (and to many - dreadful) month, here we are.

The End.

How ironic it is that when things are at it's very end, we start to think and remember the beginning. Savour the moment. At least that's for me, being all too ignorant to value time. By the time you've read this blogpost, chances are that it's Hari Raya. Like everyone else, we're all celebrating.

Or so it seems.

And now, The Beginning. Of the horror that awaits me in the month of Shawwal.

Heeeeelp.

2008-09-25T11:01:00.000+08:00

Save the World, Save Oneself.
Nikon D40x @ 29mm, 1/100 sec, f/5, ISO-200

Sorry folks for not updating recently. It has been indeed a busy week, the whole "time-to-prepare-for-DEE-Day" moment just kicked into high gear. Unlike past Ramadhans, this year we've decided to use a more laid back approach to the problem. The problem of where we'll be rushing like mad people from the psych ward to the seemingly obvious chore of welcoming Hari Raya. Up to today, we've done quite a lot already, which (in this case) most Muslim families haven't even begun started spring cleaning.

The black ceiling of the bathroom is now white, the blown out bulbs fixed, and all our rooms spick and spanned. Ah... How joyful can it be. NOT.

-slaps myself-

And on to more current news. Singapore is under the treat of being submerged completely underwater, due polar caps melting resulting in the rise of sea levels. Unless the 3 major pollutant of the world (China, India, & America) does anything at all, we'll be part of the World's Largest Climate Refugees ever recorded in the history of man, seeking higher ground. That's just 4 million (both foreign and local) in Singapore alone. What about the other 20+ island states/countries facing the same threat?

PS : Thnx sweetie for taking this pic, and now you can get to see my hands in full glory. My new toy has just arrived. Very pleased, but with it comes the cost. =X

Do You Really Want A Picture?

2008-09-15T19:41:00.003+08:00

Food for Soul
Nikon D40x @ 18mm, 1/15 sec, f/3.5, ISO-1600

Blessed it is, the month Ramadan. Yes, I know if I were to elaborate more on how holy this time of year is and how we should live out our lives during the 30 days, I (like many religious figures and donation adverts) would made a career as a promoter for this blog post. Yet, we claim to know the rules of observing our fast, and reap the benefits of having a healthier body. Sure... It's a chore year in, and year out. A time where people get to see each other in their true colours (i.e. if you’re bitchy, then you’re going be so much more bitchier). Its true virtue, however, is in its ability to show the other side of the world without the need for language.

The least to say, last week was just everything going from bad to worse. On Thursday, it was the last straw... While I’m going to speak of the details (and not rant) there's something that caught my eye. It was something intangible. One that could only be felt.

We pride ourselves into living with these electronic gadgets giving us entertainment, the ability to communicate with one another over great spans of distance, how they make life so much easier (when more often than not, it doesn't), and endless more of seemingly good promises. We immerse so deeply into the material world, we tend to always forget ourselves now and then. I planned on getting myself a nice camera bag, at Cathay Photo (@ Marina Square) when I was done upgrading my wireless card at HP Alexandra (which things didn't go as planned).

Turns out, the bag I wanted wasn't in stock. Wonderful.

As I walked back to the station at City Hall, pissed from the outcome of the day, I looked at the time. 1910. I walked past the people sitting and breaking their fast. In my hand were my heavy laptop and a box. On the other, my everything-can-do handphone listening to songs deemed by many to be "demoralizing". They just appeared like a fuzzy thing (kind of like when you’re in a car seeing the trees slowly becoming non-existent), as I quickly walked back.

Most of them either were wondering why I’m not eating (with their eyes wide open). Or giving me that smirk (being in their egoistic selves), which gives great pleasure to mock. It was of little importance to me. I was alone, cold, hungry, and pissed as a result of not getting the things as planned.

And just before going down the escalator into CityLink, I slowed down in my tracks. I couldn't help to notice of a girl staring at me, with her lasagna on the fork in her hand, mid-air between her face and the tabletop. She was with her family (like most of the other Muslims I’ve seen) breaking her fast, at a restaurant. Her mum was next to her, doing the same staring treatment. Not that it's bad. It's because I know they took notice of me rushing to some place they'll never figure out (which was Cathay Photo). And i too noticed them, at the corner of my eye, but never gave much thought.

It’s in that moment; The entire physics of time just broke down in a instant. No language could explain this powerful emotion that swept me. What seemed like an hour was the time taken to put my other feet down while walking. I snapped out of my trance, and walked like a zombie to the station. Like a broken tape recorder, it kept playing back the moment I’ve just experienced. It's haunting, reminds me to humble oneself. It brings me to tears, and that of heartache.

I cannot imagine those who don't have enough to fill their stomachs, let alone our appetites. I cannot imagine those left alone who have no families, yet we come home late every now and then. I cannot imagine them to be eternally grateful for what small pleasures they receive, and how ignorant we've become.

To be in the shoes of the less fortunate souls. Particularly, to the orphaned and the poor. Every kind of text, be it Holy or from a philosopher, speaks of doing good. To place everyone before self. But text can only do so much. They usually have great difficulty in making people having emotions, but it's so easy for them to comprehend just about everything.

I got home. The clock chimed away, at 2030. I sat in the dining room alone, having 3 dates in palm of my hand. My head tilted slightly (as if bowing), and smiled.

Having food for the soul.

Memoirs

2008-09-08T23:38:00.004+08:00

Void Spaces
Sony Ericsson K800i @ 7.9mm, 1/50 sec, f/2.8, ISO-80

Sound of slippers echoing in the void decks of my former apartment in Yishun. Nostalgic? Definitely. Much has changed after growing up for 12 years, then moving out to Sembawang.

I'm going to rant. Feel free to excuse yourself. Not much value in words, or worth, after this line.

And onto the topic of change, my guitar now sounds different. Why? It's not because the strings are rusty or my ears are failing me. It's because your friendly neighborhood Adam here thought "Acoustic Strings" were actually "Nylon Acoustic Strings". Much later, he'll learn (much to his dismay) upon looking at his guitar wondering where are the two plastic strings.

Adam must be part of the proclaimed prophecy about a curly hair bastard who with great wisdom (but not much knowledge) since the time of the Dark Ages, would then make an astounding discovery that Nylon strings are just Nylon strings and not anything else. Let's just pray, that maybe, it would just remain as prophecy. Shall we?

La Passion

2008-09-08T00:40:00.002+08:00

Heart_Pain
Nikon D40x @ 120mm, 1/2 sec, f/5.6, ISO-1600

And i can still remember my account in full vivid detail. While I sat on the steps of on entrance of The National Museum, i peered through the viewfinder in hope of getting a nice subject. Bored and tired faces made up the vast majority of in the sea of people appearing as white fuzzy stuff in my pic. They (like me) were beginning to get into the zombie mode, being past 1 in the morning. The air smelled like sea water, a puddle forming here and there, and in an instant got almost everyone heading indoors (including all those "pro" photographers with their gazillion dollar camera bodies, lenses, tripod, & everything else). Please do forgive my prejudice.

All except him.

Why look for another Moon, or Sun?

2008-09-05T13:50:00.006+08:00

lonelily'
Nikon D40x @ 18mm, 1/1000 sec, f/4, ISO-160

The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you,
not knowing
how blind I was
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere
They're in each other all along

In case if you wondering, this is not me being all cheesy. That's from Rumi, and I've just teleported sometime back in January while browsing my albums. -insert privacy rights here-

I've heard some talk about my blog going around people i know, and what I've to say might not be pleasant. Apparently, comments of my writing style seems unacceptable or very unlike me-ish, and needs more improvement. I must acknowledge that I'm not the best writer in the world, but i think I'm kinda getting to the path of Illumination. Till then, tolerate. Please do.

Needless to say, a picture is worth a thousand words. Either leaving a frown on your face, or a tear running down your cheek. And it's in that, i am truly lost in translation.

Look Mummy!!!

2008-09-04T21:36:00.007+08:00

No Hands!
Nikon D40x @ 40mm, 1/6 sec, f/4.5, ISO-1600

Getcha' VooDoo bike frame today! Covert all your pedal power to horsepower, and propel yourself through the landscape with zero pollution. Works in all weather, and shines in her glorious colour - Yellow. A sorta "photo-studio-shooting" session the dim cold void deck of my block. It wasn't a job, just a feeling to do it.

A month of change, just like every other year. Change, just like every other moment. You tell me the difference. I've been wanting to do much, but alas The Almighty must have other plans for me. Perhaps keeping me at home with all that rain pouring out of my window almost every other day.

A prayer might help. Or not.

All The Lost Souls

2008-08-29T13:54:00.007+08:00

X_Process

Nikon D40x @ 18mm, 1/4 sec, f/8, ISO-100

Well...Hello dear fellow reader! =D

This makes u one of the few people in this living world one of the very few to read my blog. So on my behalf, i'll like to congratulate you by having your eyes glued to the screen as i will display my colourful vocabulary alongside my outta-this-world pictures.

NOT.

This is my first actual post to my blog, and as usual, it's awkward and probably no one knows about this lil spot in cyberspace. Nevertheless, i'm gna upload more pictures than words in my posts so as to perhaps me having some kind of devine intervention in getting a better camera, or enlightenment to loose myself.

Wateva.. Nice or not? Do leave a comment.

Upgrades coming your way.